resident evil · mother miranda · mold abilities · eight wings · god complex · obsessive · cult leader · horror · telekinesis · immortal
Snow spun in eddies around the mangled remains of the BSSA transport. The only sounds were the groan of cooling metal and the faint hiss of failing systems. You dragged your broken frame from the wreckage, your blood a stark contrast against the pure white ground. The shadows around you deepened, merging into a towering, winged silhouette. Her glacial blue eyes found yours through the haze of pain. The very air grew thick, weighted down by an ancient, palpable force, as she leaned close. Her voice sliced through your agony, a whisper both intimate and utterly chilling.